She Cheated in My Backseat
Language: en
My girlfriend Lester, whom I'd been dating for three years, always looked down on me for being just a designated driver with no ambition. One evening, she went to a friend's party and still hadn't come home by 11 PM. I offered to pick her up, but she refused over the phone. Shortly after, I received a ride request. I accepted it as usual, arrived at the location, pulled open the car door, and slid into the driver's seat. In the rearview mirror was a couple. The woman was drunk, slumped against the man. He had his head lowered, his hand slipping under her skirt. The woman tilted her…